Heron Lake Plateau Burning Sun

Niamh had not forgotten about the warning Towhee had given her, about being out in the heata and how it could cause a sort of sickness. So after tending to Screech and leaving him to chew away at a small, scraggly rabbit she'd caught earlier in the day before the heat had hit, she made her way toward the lake and dipped herself in, allowing the water to soak into her pelt to cool herself down. She drank, as she remembered that that was another way to ward off heat sickness. Once she figured she'd be good to go, she left the water without shaking her pelt dry so she could stay cool longer. 

She caught the scent of another packmate- one who'd been there as long as her- if not longer, she wasn't sure...But she hadn't crossed paths with him much. She got the impressiont that he was terribly shy, and probably had a bit of social anxiety...But it couldn't hurt for her to try to get to know him, right? She was tired, weary from the continuous task of hunting and taking care of Screech as well as fulfilling her role as Gamma. She was still exhausted from worry, following her fight with Ceara...She wasn't sure what would happen, but she did want to track the epsilon down before she could do any damage to Niamh's reputation. 

She came across the shy Nevouku first, though, and nodded to him congenially when she caught sight of him. He had a rabbit, and the sight of it made her stomach twist. She'd fed Screech, but not herself, so she had to try, visibly, to hide her hunger. "Hey dude," She greeted softly- not quite remembering the name Towhee had told her for this guy, but wanting to at least appear friendly.